"Okay, two of you wait."

The shopping guides and ladies dispersed in tact and disappointment. Instead, they asked Yan Xiaye to sit on the sofa, and spoke in a low voice with envy: "Mr. Li is willing to take you to pick up clothes in person. The lady is so amazing."

Yan Xiaye didn’t think he was so powerful. If he said that he was powerful, he was also having severe pain in his ankle.

Keeping a smile, she drove the gossip ladies away. She watched Li Beicheng walk to the men's clothing and quickly bent down and rubbed her ankles quietly.

Somehow, she was particularly reluctant to show it in front of Li Beicheng, whether it was heartache or injury.

Not long after, the shopping guides came with the latest styles of clothing and accessories, and compared them one by one on Yan Xiaye. Finally, they chose the most quiet and gentle set and pushed her to the locker room to change.

When Li Beicheng walked out in a new suit, Yan Xiaye was sitting on the sofa, and the shopping guides were allowed to choose shoes.

She was extremely disgusted with dating Li Beicheng, and she had no intention of concentrating on dressing up, and she acted like she was with them.

A black scented dress outlines her slender waist, with a coveted collarbone and neck just right at the neckline. A small lilac suit on her slender shoulders, paired with her already beautiful face.

No matter where you go, you will not embarrass others.

Li Beicheng looked at Yan Xiaye's eyes a little deeper, walked over and told him lightly: "The shoes should be white."

"You remember wrongly, Li Beicheng." Yan Xiaye looked up at him, and his eyes were covered with sarcasm: "White is what Yan Shuirou likes, and the one I hate most in my life is white."

The shopping guides looked at each other, and they were neither wearing nor putting their shoes on.

Yan Xiaye's lips raised slightly, and she was very satisfied with the effect.

As the old lady's explanation was hindered, she would not embarrass him in public, but she would never let him have a good time.

"You have to go against me, right?" Li Beicheng suppressed his anger and ordered directly: "Either you wear white, or you just get out barefoot."

"Okay." Yan Xiaye laughed softly, really stood up, and walked a few meters away from the astonished eyes of others.

In the end, it was not her surrender and stopped, but Li Beicheng angrily pulled her.

Faced with the man's anger on the verge of anger, Yan Xiaye tilted his head expressionlessly, and while his heart was in a vague pain, he tasted a little revengeful pleasure.

She could go to the candlelight dinner barefoot, but Li Beicheng would never accept that he had a shameful female companion.

Sure enough, the man's vicious eyes stopped on her face for a moment, and he carried her back to the sofa.

Just as Yan Xiaye thought she won this game, the man's voice was still low and fierce: "White."

She frowned in surprise and was about to resist again, but the man leaned over and stuck her neck in the tiger's mouth with his palm, and sneered in her ear and threatened: "If you dare say something more, I'll take it off here."

With your clothes, leave everyone here to watch, and give you an unforgettable first time."

This beast!

Yan Xiaye's fist hanging beside him clenched tightly. Through Li Beicheng's handsome and handsome appearance, he seemed to see a hungry wolf in sheepskin.

He snatched his high heels and put them on. Yan Xiaye tried hard to shake off his hand that was shackled and left the mall first.

Behind her, Li Beicheng sneered coldly and swiped his card to pay the bill without caring about it.

...

At Caesaise Restaurant, Yan Xiaye was burying his head in the romantic serenade, ignoring the band's little brothers were confused.

The Caesars Restaurant was able to book a large-scale venue, and the attending staff were ready to witness the proposal or anniversary, but this was the first time that the heroine with personality had seen her.

Li Beicheng didn't care about such trivial matters, and let her make a loud noise when she deliberately cuts the steak.

After taking a sip of red wine that had been around for hundreds of years, Li Beicheng looked up at her, and asked coldly with a smile on his face, "No matter what, I saved you, can't you even say thank you?"

"Why should I thank you?" Yan Xiaye grabbed the napkin and wiped his mouth rudely, and glanced at him with his hands wrapped around his shoulders: "Yes, I should thank you for showing your true feelings to Yan Shuirou at my house.

My mother snatched the door and left."

Li Beicheng breathed suffocated, and the temperature dropped several degrees. The cold wind rustled and said, "You know I'm not talking about this."

"Then I don't need to thank you." Yan Xiaye refused: "Instead of being rescued by a bastard like you, I would rather let the sea lion eat it."

Li Beicheng's forehead was full of blue veins, almost crushing the wine glass.

No wonder he just wanted to push her down and conquer her every time he saw Yan Xiaye, because he had known that she was full of resentment towards him and could never say anything nice.

Before he could get angry, Yan Xiaye suddenly stared at him and said in an extremely normal tone: "In the first year of jail, I swallowed the blades in it three times, but I was lucky enough not to die."

Li Beicheng's anger seemed to be poured with a handful of ice water on his head, and it was cold from the inside to the outside.

"I will plead with my grandmother in a while and let her leave Ya'er." Yan Xiaye did not look at him and chuckled with a self-deprecating voice: "No matter how much I hate you and Yan Shuirou, I will not be so despicable that I take the child.

Start. Anyway, I will not move back to the old house. Whether you want to take her back to be the eldest lady of the Li family or leave her with Yan Shuirou, I have no objection."

After saying that, she drank the red wine in her glass in one gulp, stood up at the last minute that the old lady had prescribed, and turned around and left with sad eyes.

As midsummer turns to early autumn, the night at nine o'clock is already getting a little cool.

Yan Xiaye wrapped her thin suit tightly, not knowing whether she should be glad that the old lady allowed her and Li Beicheng to take her time.

Otherwise, even for the sake of the old lady, she would not be able to treat Li Beicheng honestly and have a blind date with her skin.

Walking forward along the road with a chaotic mind, Yan Xiaye looked down at the ground most of the time, so he could not see the car rushing towards her dozens of meters away.

In the Jewelry Red Women's Mercedes-Benz, Yin Mo saw Yan Xiaye wandering on the roadside through the sparse crowd.

Most of the people who appear on this street on weekdays are either rich or noble. Even so, Yan Xiaye is still very eye-catching. Just from her appearance, she is indeed worthy of being her lover and rival.

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Withdrew his eyes from the window, Yin Mo looked at Li Yuntang who was typing on the keyboard on the passenger seat.

The light and shadow outlined his handsome facial features with attachment. Even if it was just a cold silhouette, it was enough to make her lose herself and her heart beat faster.

No one knows Li Yuntang better than her.

She loved this man for many years and waited for many years, and she must never allow any woman to try to get involved.
Chapter completed!